Prompt 186 from community all_unwritten
She beats herself endlessly in the dark and solitary room. The breathing next to her is soft but loud in the almost-complete silence. What time is it now?- three, four, five?
Did it matter?
...Perhaps it did.
She couldn't tell.
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Oh, what if,
what if,
what if,
what if,
She chants silently, mouthing the words, rounding the lips and exaggerating the tongue movements. She draws out the f, biting her lower lips and hissing out, feeling her own lip's plumpness.
Suddenly aware of the rough dryness of her lips, she wets her lip with a single lick. Her tongue was wetter than she expected it to be- she presses the lips together and feels the pleasant slide of two wet stubs of flesh.
Oh, what if,
what if,
what if,
what if,
Then silence. A breath in. A breath out. Reminiscent of her yoga forms.
The nightmare ends, and her heartbeat ceases to thud so hard.
Note: It's been a while since I last was inspired by the prompts. A sign of me being inspired and not so dull anymore? 8D